A new mother fends off the smothering advice of her mother-in-law, whose advice lands like a constant blitz, today at Villain Era! 🖤🔪
My mother-in-law waits until my husband, Piotr, is in the kitchen making tea before she launches her attack. She edges towards me, pinning me into the corner of the sofa. My newly minted son, Louis, is in her arms, sleeping for a change. “He looks cold,” she says in her lilting Polish accent. “Does he have sweater?” “He’s fine.” I don’t want to wake him just to put another layer on. “But you wear long sleeves and him only short.” “All his brown fat’s keeping him warm,” I say, but she’s not listening, gazing at him with an entranced expression.
